Proper Heat hail from the city which is protected by an Iron Wolf, surrounded by forests and wetlands, hidden among the hills and rivers. Here, blessed by the thunder and the rain, the Sun and the Moon, they praised their own gods and made music. Jazz, disco and electronic sounds were melting in the fire heat, spreading the vital sounds of ancient pagan priests, which no other voodoo, wizard or guru could ever repeat. And, it goes on.